July 19, 16A (Genesis 28:10–19a)
Sometimes we don’t see what’s right in front of us.
A few years ago a group of clergy friends and I were at our general synod in Cleveland. We went to the breakfast buffet at our hotel and ran into more friends there. Soon, we were pushing the bounds of our table.
Next to us was a group of small tables with a Reserved sign on top. We asked the waiter if we could pull one of them over so our friends could join us. He said he thought the party that was coming would have enough space, so that was fine.
So for the next half hour we ate breakfast, talked about synod, and caught up. We were having such a good conversation that we barely noticed the small group that came and sat next to us at the reserved table.
